I know Bob Frost, and I'm sure he'd be the first to agree that newspapers are for writing for, not appearing in. The Mail of course only tells an angle; in reality Bob is a highly capable and experienced sailor with more deep sea miles under his belt than many an entire yacht club. He's also immensely nice, extremely helpful, erudite, charming, witty and the father of a wonderful family. And at times his language can be a little salty. I remember him telling me once that his son had borrowed his small sailing boat to take his girlfriend out. To Madeira. They sailed there and back with as much sangfroid as a Sunday outing to the park. Like father like son. For Bob, a fit young fellow should spend his time taking a small boat out into the Atlantic Ocean and not smashing shop windows and puffing spliffies. His frustration at the wasted potential must be intense.
Anyhow I wish him the best of luck and hope this little thing will blow over. Bob and chaps like him are the very backbone of this nation. We must treasure them.